Casas viejas

Who lived,
who lived in these houses of yesterday?
Old houses that time has bronzed!
Old courtyards, color of humidity,
with legends of nights of love...
Silvered with moonlight I saw them
and shining with the gold of the sun...
And today, submissive, I see them awaiting
the sentence that marks the plane...
And there they go, without rancor,
as the cattle goes to the slaughterhouse
without anyone saying goodbye!

They go, they go...
The dear old houses.
others are...
They have ended their lives.
The engine has arrived and its roar
orders and it is necessary to leave!
The cruel time with its burin
Eats away and we must die...
They leave, they leave...
Carrying their cross on their shoulders!
As the shadows move away
and vanish before the light!

Love...
Love crowned with light,
those courtyards also knew
Its walls guarded the faith
and the sacred secret of two.
Caresses lived here...
Sighs sang passion!....
Where were the kisses of yesterday?
Where are the words of love?
Where are she and he?
Like everything else, they passed away, just like these houses
that will not return!...